Coping Poems - Poems about Coping

When you're so low you have to reach up just to touch bottom. Then when you've reached the bottom you still have to climb higher to reach the top. This is what having depression feels like. You see no end, unless you end. There is no strength left within you to climb any higher, so you stay at the...

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Swimmers don't sink until they lose ATP - transferred energy, warming the waters that will soon encase them. You are no different - sucking in the energy I continuously emit. Someday, I admit, you will be the warm waters I drown in...

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Yellow bottle caps The pills to challenge my fear May need pills to help me sleep Don't like medicine Its toxins with side effects Thats why I take supplements ...

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ONGOING HOME INVASIONS JAY TOWNSEND JOHNSON HENRY TALISA SHAW KIWANI BUGGS ALICIA HILTON DANITA DELMONT AGENT MY ABUSIVE EX HUSBAND PETER GARGANO CIRO GARGANO THE PLAYERS THE DEALERS THE BANK TELLERS THE INSURANCE CO BUYING OUT A BRAIN INJURY STRUCTURED SETTLEMENT TO ISSUE ANNUITY PAYMENTS TO PAY OF THE STRIPPERS FROM LIL PETE'S FRAUD ON...

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When life is cruel or unkind I write a poem, a song, a story or such If this does not rejuvenate me, I take a nap Dream in my favorite pinks, oranges and yellows My dreams are fantastical, frolicking and fun Alliteration peppers my thoughts upon awakening I think I will write them down, but in moments they are gone So, I...

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Lost in reflection I dream of drowning in different dimensions. I can stare at the dark shadows but never take my eyes from the page. Is this how I should be With so much beauty around? I drift without direction no impulsion and yet in reflection I can be lost and see the reflection of dark shadows while I drown in different dimensions. ...

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Coping Healing surviving God bless the Crisis teams 988 for disabled Veterans and thier disabled families feeling hopeless right now trying not to read terrorist threats from Gargano on license plates balancing such hatred upon me by the Gargano crime family stemming from arson murder of 8 resulting victim nine arson murders...

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I lost the frequency long ago At first it hadn’t seemed important I could barely tell the difference But once it was gone I couldn’t get it back There was a time where that didn’t matter Then it did And it was too late They tried turning the nob Hoping the new frequency would work But it never did The nob would twist Left and right Back...

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I wish I had something better to write I wish I’d mold the perfect gold for you to hold And hug so tight Wish I could go back to the days when we were both young Hold the hands of my parents and the house that I was from Prick a wall and take some bricks Stick it all into my...

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Everyone’s complaining ‘Bout how it’s always raining And we’re all getting soaked to the skin Everybody’s whining How there’s no silver lining Optimism’s growing kind of thin Everyone is moaning You hear the constant groaning Darn it! Can’t you see how it’s unfair? We’ve all caught the fever Become a true believer Then exhale it out into the air… Got to be a better way… Everyone is shaking With...

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A hope that I’m now clinging to… when it comes to individuals, state or nations…. is that: Sometimes the most difficult roads can lead to the most beautiful destinations ...

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Reality is catchy One misjudge right away Is a thing of curiosity. You will know If there's contamination In the first try. If you have the courage To show off What's the use in trying. To determine injustice Tell someone she's ugly You will have the burden of each own....

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The battle in your chest Would make a strong heart tremble; But I braced against the test: Survival’s not so simple. We marched until the boots Split seams from heavy wear; My mother’s troubled roots Turned gray with every scare. The hand that gripped my arm Was scarred from every fray; At every step that harmed, My heart would start to sway. You beat time...

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What people do when faced with life challenges and know they must move on...

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